This is a song about "Left"

His ego left bloated

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

That was good shit, is there any left

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Got nothing left to say

Round my motherfuckin way

Life has put her to the test

With the rest who are left

And ask me how was my night

Im being pulled left and right

I’m polamalu, 600 the newest model

Left you bitches there standing idle

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

Wardrobe from round the globe

That left ya without hope